Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 503 The Paper Demon's Lamp
"Sister, put this on." A dark purple cloak appeared in Mo Ran's hand, and his expression could not be seen under the mask.

"No, I have it myself."

Ye Shurong subconsciously took out a black robe from the space, and was a little stunned when she saw it. It belonged to Mo Jiu...

Why is she here... no...

wrong……

A voice in my heart was clamoring, telling Ye Shurong that she was wrong.

But where she was wrong, she did not know.

Her expression returned to normal. She didn't let Moran and other monsters see more. She put on a black cloak, half of her face was hidden in the shadow, and strands of chestnut hair hung down, revealing only her delicate and perfect chin.

Mo Ran's expression was dangerous, as if he wanted to tear the black clothes into pieces, the breath of that person...

Turning a corner, not so many monsters noticed them, Ye Shurong stopped suddenly, the corner of her clothes was caught by a mask hanger.

"Little girl, do you want a mask?" It was an old woman with a wrinkled face.

"Thank you, no need." Ye Shurong refused, and according to Lan Jing, her sisters were in a yard not far away.

"Do you want a light? It allows you to see your most unforgettable memories."

Ye Shurong froze for a moment, followed her finger to look at a lotus lantern, the strings of red lanterns swaying on the side of the street, the demons coming and going around her, and Lan Jingmoran, she couldn't see them all.

There seems to be a wick flickering in the pupil.

Silver hair, knives, blood... purple crystal carvings...

"elder sister."

Moran cut off Ye Shurong's view of the dark red lotus lamp, and prevented her from getting in touch with more things related to that guy. Qinghua began to be suppressed.

"The lamp made by the paper demon will let you see the illusion, don't stare at it..."

The wide sleeves covered the girl's eyes, Moran looked dangerously at the old woman through the mask.

Lan Jing has always maintained a state of being unable to see or hear, she must save her own life.

"My lord, I was wrong." The paper demon seemed to have seen something, and knelt down on the ground with his forehead pressed against the ground. Maybe some kind of enchantment had been cast by Mo Ranbu, but the surrounding demons didn't feel anything strange.

Ye Shurong heard the voice, stretched out her hand and pulled the sleeve that blocked her eyes a few times.

Seeing this small stall selling masks and lanterns again, nothing happened...as if she heard the old woman's panicked voice was an illusion.

"Sister, you can go now, are you still dizzy?" Mo Ran's voice was so pure that he could feel his worry through the mask.

"I'm not dizzy anymore."

Ye Shurong smiled slightly, she was just a little dazed when a lot of things suddenly popped up in her mind.

"Lan Jing, what's wrong with you?" Ye Shurong looked at Lan Jing, and found that her mood was suddenly extremely low, and she didn't even have the passion to see the sisters soon.

"I'm the only one left here..." Lan Jing hesitated after getting very close to the destination.

"Are the rest of your mercenary group there?"

Ye Shurong pointed to a place, and in front of that door hung an exquisite mechanism peony lantern.

"Yes." She suddenly didn't dare to face them, afraid of being asked why the other sisters didn't come back...

Mo Ran was silent in a rare way. It was not because of kindness that he let go of the paper demon just now... it was just because he accidentally saw his most unforgettable memory.

It was a dream. In the dream, he killed all the obtrusive guys around his sister, and completely imprisoned her by his side.

Complete possession... It will be almost the same when the plan is successful, it really excites the demon.

(End of this chapter)